Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Canada and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Invisible to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Grauzone,
D'Angelo,
PIL,
Buzzcocks,
Duran Duran,
Judy Mowatt,
Funkadelic,
Stereo Dub,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Lynne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Piero Umiliani,
K-Klass,
Blake Baxter,
Groovy Waters,
The Golliwogs,
Urselle,
Roxette,
Parry Music,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rekid,
Flash Fearless,
Dawn Penn,
Malaria!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Mills,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wolf Eyes,
Blancmange,
The Neon Judgement,
Altered Images,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Liliput,
Smog,
Skaos,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tommy Roe,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Pretty Things,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
E-Dancer,
Pantaleimon,
Simply Red,
New York Dolls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
Bobby Sherman,
Brand Nubian,
the Soft Cell,
Scion,
Steve Hackett,
Lindisfarne,
kango's stein massive,
The Selecter,
Mars,
Con Funk Shun,
Donny Hathaway,
Aaron Thompson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.